You can't put a bandage on a bullet wound that's common knowledge
But I was taught if the wound was covered
It was practically fixed because no one could see it
No one would know about the pain but me
Because of that
Every wound I gained
Had a nice patch placed on top
I never realized how damaging that could be on the inside
You were raised the same
When we found each other, we chose to let each other in
Peeling off our patches for the first time
We compared our matching scars
Bonded by what broke us
We knew we weren't okay when we started
We used each other for comfort
Like children with stuffed animals
We couldn't do anything for each other, but knowing the other was there was enough
I knew we weren't forever
So when I felt us sliping
I tried grabbing on tighter
That wasn't what we needed
I hated you for everything
Especially how we ended
You fucked me up
But I didn't exactly make you better either
I'm not better yet
But I'm getting there slowly
The scars of mine that you reopened
Have been patched up once again
So I forgive you
I forgive you and I wish for you to be nothing less than happy
I want you to be okay
I want you to enjoy living
I want the best for you
I wish I could've been the best for you
I wish I could've made you better
I wish I was what made you happy
But I couldnt and still cant smile wide enough for both of us
I hope you find peace and happiness
I hope you can smile more
I hope you find a person that helps you patch you scars
So you don't have to do it alone like me
I hope you don't get hurt anymore
YOU ARE READING
A Poets Diary
PoetryI really enjoy writing and I have been writing poems for a while, I'm finally gaining the confidence to share them, some are extremely personal to me and discuss some topics that may make people uncomfortable so please check the tws. Most of them a...
